Keep Going Songtext
von The Rocket Summer
Keep Going Songtext
Blue breeze, Sunday morning
Walk out the door to the local market
Red and green apples
Are catching my eyes along with people laughing
I smile and hello; normal reaction
But I′m thinking to myself
Where can I run? Where can I hide?
And disappear for just a little time
Maybe a year, or maybe five
And in this matchbook, leave parts of my mind
Going back down to the dim edge of town
After all this time, maybe just keep going
Going back down to the dim edge of town
After all this time, maybe just keep going
Where do we go from here?
Just keep going
So I put on some records, 5 Jacksons
On my computer, OK magic
My heart was Built To Spill out all these notes
And I open my books and consume Dickinson,
Bucowski, Hall and Sandberg in them
Still Life is still my favorite poem.
I'm...
Going back down to the dim edge of town
After all this time, maybe just keep going
Going back down past the haunts and the crowds
After all this time, maybe just keep going
Where do we go from here?
Just keep going
Going back down to the dim edge of town
After all this time, maybe just keep going
Going back down past the haunts and the crowds
After all this time, maybe just keep going
(Going back down)
Going back down to the dim edge of town
After all this time, maybe just keep going
Going back down past the bars and the sounds
After all this time, maybe just keep going
Where do we go from here?
Just keep going
Just keep going
Walk out the door to the local market
Red and green apples
Are catching my eyes along with people laughing
I smile and hello; normal reaction
But I′m thinking to myself
Where can I run? Where can I hide?
And disappear for just a little time
Maybe a year, or maybe five
And in this matchbook, leave parts of my mind
Going back down to the dim edge of town
After all this time, maybe just keep going
Going back down to the dim edge of town
After all this time, maybe just keep going
Where do we go from here?
Just keep going
So I put on some records, 5 Jacksons
On my computer, OK magic
My heart was Built To Spill out all these notes
And I open my books and consume Dickinson,
Bucowski, Hall and Sandberg in them
Still Life is still my favorite poem.
I'm...
Going back down to the dim edge of town
After all this time, maybe just keep going
Going back down past the haunts and the crowds
After all this time, maybe just keep going
Where do we go from here?
Just keep going
Going back down to the dim edge of town
After all this time, maybe just keep going
Going back down past the haunts and the crowds
After all this time, maybe just keep going
(Going back down)
Going back down to the dim edge of town
After all this time, maybe just keep going
Going back down past the bars and the sounds
After all this time, maybe just keep going
Where do we go from here?
Just keep going
Just keep going
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